The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 934 Such a coincidence?

Nanzhou Holy Flame Island, in the Holy Flame Realm.

You run, I chase; you can't escape even if you grow wings.

It's been more than three months, and apart from three breaks during which the two sides 'negotiated' each other, it hasn't stopped for even half a second.

Pan Chengfeng's physical strength had reached its limit. He remembered that the last time he was chased like this was decades ago.

The two chased each other, maintaining a distance between 50,000 and 80,000 meters.

Nangong Tian wanted to catch up but couldn't, and Pan Chengfeng wanted to shake him off but couldn't.

Today is the hundredth day. Pan Chengfeng, panting heavily, transmitted his voice: "Brother Nangong... I... I can't go on anymore, let's all rest..."

Nangong Tian, ​​his face pale, said, "Dream on!"

Pan Chengfeng was furious and roared back, "You, Nangong Tian! Last time you said you wanted to take a break, and I agreed without a second thought. How come you say it's not okay now?!"

Nangong Tian looked embarrassed and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Alright, then let's rest for three hours."

In fact, Nangong Tian's magical power was almost exhausted, and even if Pan Chengfeng hadn't said anything, he wouldn't have been able to hold on for much longer.

Pan Chengfeng's face lit up with joy as he said, "Alright! You are not allowed to take a single step forward within three hours, and I will not take an extra half meter!"

And so, the two reached an agreement through another 'friendly negotiation' and decided to rest on the spot.

Nangong Tian took out several pills, elegantly put them into his mouth, and began to sit cross-legged to refine them.

Pan Chengfeng then pulled out the corpse of a sixth-tier demon beast, moved out a large cauldron, and set up a fire to stew the meat.

As soon as the meat was stewing, Pan Chengfeng started another fire and began to cook the meat.

Although Nangong Tian was meditating with his eyes closed, his consciousness remained locked on Pan Chengfeng.

Seeing Pan Chengfeng's actions, he finally couldn't help but ask in a telepathic voice, "Although I don't know much about body cultivators, I do know that taking Qi and Blood Pills is the fastest way to restore Qi and Blood. Why did you go to such lengths, Junior Brother Pan?"

While grilling the meat, Pan Chengfeng echoed, "The main ingredient of the Qi and Blood Pill is the flesh and blood of demonic beasts, along with some auxiliary ingredients."

With one pound of demonic beast flesh and blood, and a hundred kinds of auxiliary medicines, a skilled alchemist can refine five to ten Qi and Blood Pills in one batch.

Even the finest Qi and Blood Pills aren't enough for my brother's recovery. Brother Nangong, do you know why?

Thinking back to the few times he had watched Pan Chengfeng eat these past few days, Nangong Tian suddenly realized, "Not enough?"

Pan Chengfeng snapped his fingers and said, "Bing Gou~ Big Brother is indeed clever~"

My brother needs far too much blood and energy; even hundreds of pills wouldn't be enough for me to recover once.

Just by consuming pills like this, not counting the alchemists' fees for refining them, my underlings could bankrupt the Yu Lei Sect.

Moreover, I am a body cultivator, and my stomach gets hungry. Eating like this not only restores my qi and blood energy but also satisfies my appetite.

Nangong Tian was shocked, but he didn't show it on his face.

As the saying goes, "A calm face hides a turbulent heart," Nangong Tian already possesses the qualities of a superior.

Even those in positions of power are not immune to curiosity, and Nangong Tian couldn't help but ask, "Are all body cultivators as...sustainable as you, junior brother?"

Pan Chengfeng shook his head and said, "I don't know about other body cultivators either."

My strength is all from my own hard work; my training is extremely rigorous.

Nangong Tian nodded in understanding, as he knew to some extent the hardships faced by body cultivators.

After a moment of silence, Nangong Tian suddenly spoke up: "You said before that you wanted to discuss this with me. Tell me what the plan is."

Pan Chengfeng was taken aback upon hearing this, and asked to confirm, "Big Brother has finally come to his senses? He doesn't care about his younger brother's life anymore?!"

Nangong Tian didn't hide anything, and said helplessly, "I thought that with this improvement in my cultivation level, I could easily control you, but it seems that's not the case now..."

Nangong Tian paused slightly before continuing, "Tell me, how do you intend to compensate me?"

Pan Chengfeng was overjoyed. He carried the large cauldron and the barbecue grill and flew to Nangong Tian's side, grinning as he said, "What compensation? That's too formal!"

Nangong Tian frowned and said, "You...aren't you afraid that I'll subdue you right now?!"

Pan Chengfeng slammed the large cauldron down and said, "Brother Nangong's word is his bond, how could I possibly be afraid? Come, come, let's drink and eat!"

As he spoke, Pan Chengfeng began to make arrangements. The tables, chairs, fruits, and vegetables were all readily available, and there was plenty in his storage bracelet. In no time, a large table was filled with them.

Pan Chengfeng pulled Nangong Tian to sit down at the table, and then began to pour wine for the two of them.

Seeing Pan Chengfeng's overly familiar manner, Nangong Tian smiled helplessly and said, "We've only known each other for less than two years. Where do you get the confidence to think that I am a man of my word?"

After pouring the wine, Pan Chengfeng sat down and picked up his glass, replying, "Just based on my honesty, I believe you are a trustworthy person. I'll toast you!"

Inspired by Pan Chengfeng's boldness, Nangong Tian picked up his wine cup and said, "Very well, since Junior Brother Pan trusts me, I naturally won't go back on my word!"

In reality, Pan Chengfeng didn't trust Nangong Tian at all. They had only met a few times, and most of those encounters were unpleasant.

But Pan Chengfeng had no choice. After all, Nangong Tian was Nangong Wan's older brother, so Pan Chengfeng could only bite the bullet and try to maintain a good relationship with him.

Moreover, despite Pan Chengfeng's current physical exhaustion, his magical power has long since recovered. If Nangong Tian dares to make a move, he's not afraid.

After the two had drunk a few cups of wine, Nangong Tian spoke up: "We've had our drinks, junior brother, why don't you tell me? Otherwise, I won't feel confident."

Pan Chengfeng put down his wine cup and said, "As I mentioned before, I can help you seize quasi-immortal treasures and Great Emperor cultivation techniques..."

“Not enough,” Nangong Tian said calmly. “The Purple Gold Mansion is not short of these two things.”

Pan Chengfeng scratched his head and said, "Then I'll get some other precious medicines..."

Nangong Tian interrupted, "What precious medicine do you think can compare to the Demon-Companion Grass?"

Pan Chengfeng stammered for a long time but couldn't think of any precious medicine that could compare to the Demon-Companion Grass.

Nangong Tian smiled slightly and said, "How about this, junior brother? You give me the Demon-Companion Grass, and I'll help you snatch the Quasi-Immortal Treasure and..."

Before he could finish speaking, Pan Chengfeng hurriedly clutched his storage bracelet and said, "Absolutely not! How many years have you Southern Continent bullied Eastern Continent? If we give you more Demon-Companion Grass, how will Eastern Continent survive?"

Nangong Tian's face darkened as he said, "Junior Brother, you've gone too far. How could Nanzhou possibly deny Dongzhou a way to survive!"

Pan Chengfeng sneered, "How is it impossible? Take this trip to the Holy Flame Realm for example. In just over a year, you have almost wiped out all the cultivators in the Eastern Continent!"

Nangong Tian sighed and said, "This time is an exception, and the orders we three sects of the Southern Continent received were only to kill people from your three major sects of the Eastern Continent."

As for the others, they were all killed by other forces.

Pan Chengfeng angrily retorted, "What's the difference? Weren't we still killed by you from Southern Continent?!"

Anyway, we're not giving you any more Demon-Companion Grass, so brother, you'd better not try to get your hands on it.

"Then what's the point of talking!" Nangong Tian retorted angrily, standing up and saying, "Let's keep it simple and see who's the best!"

Pan Chengfeng pointed at Nangong Tian and angrily said, "Fine, we won't talk then! I'll just keep running!"

Just as the two were about to clash, a clear, cold voice entered their minds: "Stop fighting, give it to me."

Nangong Tian hurriedly channeled his magic power and turned to look at the source of the sound. Someone had silently approached him without him noticing at all.

Pan Chengfeng shuddered and looked at a white figure a hundred meters away, laughing loudly, "Haha, it's Fairy Xueyou! What a coincidence! Want to have a drink together?"